“Consider me your rescuer, not your jailer," he said to Frankie, without looking at her. His gut told him that, on the criminal mastermind scale, this one landed closer to Tinker Bell than Lizzie Borden.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Rory's big labradoodle made a snap judgement that Frankie was everything her life had been missing up until now. She flung herself into the… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“I hope you brought your handcuffs," she added. "I won't go quietly." "I might use them anyway, for fun," he answered, remembering the sensation… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Consider yourself warned, Frankie. Something about these mountains convinces previously sane women to give up Starbucks for saddle sores.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“She pulled her arm free from his grasp and stood back, her arms crossed. "So, what then? You're holding me hostage? Are you even… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Their love story had ended long ago, and yet one smile from him brought it all back, the joy, the heartache, everything. True love… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“I'm resourceful," she called after him. Resourceful, he thought, rinsing his hands with the ladle she'd left in the bucket. "A euphemism commonly used… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“He could hear her ramping up and rather than letting it happen, he silenced her the best way he knew hos. He lowered his… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“She was licking something off the end of a wooden spoon. Red froze. His body reacted as if he'd walked in on her twirling… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“You're pretty low maintenance, as women go." "I am, am I?" She sounded amused. "Yeah. Like a cactus.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Consider me your rescuer, not your jailer," he said to Frankie, without looking at her. His gut told him that, on the criminal mastermind… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Great. He had a ranch with no power, a burgeoning blizzard, animals depending on him and now, a frightened, felonious elf to look after.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“What are you wearing?" "Coveralls. Shit-kickers. Long, latex gloves." He blinked. "can't wait to see you take them off.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
